Luyện nghe bài hát Do You

If you ain't feelin' me, may walk away
Is all I doin', what can I say
Do you, 'cause I'mma do me
Do you, 'cause I'mma do me
Do you, 'cause nigga do me
Do you,

Let me to spit this
Assist this with a pen in my
I'm Sonny Liston's lost B
Quick six whips sick it's Slum V

We chicks 'til their extensions fuzzy
thick and chunky ridiculous
Like in pictures when Slick Rick was a young bee
Boy, and his gumby I'm comfy
'Til you insist you'll my existence from me

Clack, click, the spits buddy
I place you in ditches like
That stitched mummys, your bloody
I serve niggas the homeless Mission kitchen
We're fixin' chicken for the free

You can't tell us we don't get money
We keep a dollar up like Richie puppy
We looking for the dips donkey's to hit
It's the Villa gorilla pimps, chimps and monkeys bitch

If you ain't me, may just walk away
Is all I doin', what can I say
Do you, 'cause I'mma do me
Do you, nigga I'mma do me
Do you, nigga I'mma do me
Do you,

When you see me in a spot never than a dime
Y'all might with 6 we sit with a 9
See, I'm a sick rapper with a flow divine
Y'all might flip the flow but don't flip it like

Y'all might roll with a but it ain't like mine
See I'm quick with the Dogg I'm good to the go
stack till I spit 'til I cant go broke
I want the Benz, the Range, I want it all, I want

I dips in the whips with the chicks in the clothes
'Cause I with the chicks who be the centerfolds
Then I to the mo, with a freak on the low
Then I come thru the doe, then I on the flo

Yeah, I keeps it like the local D.O.T's
Keep serving yo's with the bad tenancies
Let a nigga do his thang, stop sweatin' me
roll with a playa girl its all hustle free

If you ain't feelin' me, may walk away
Is all I doin', what can I say
Do you, 'cause I'mma do me
Do you, 'cause nigga do me
Do you, 'cause nigga do me
Do you, Jea

But of course it be we pullin' up in the Porsche
Medallion the of a horse on my necklace
We done it again, done got under skin
We hot like a gun pop running you jems

Can none this thing of ours
The ladies fein' and double team in g strings and bras
Make 'em scream like strings guitars
Don't hate on the squad 'cause my is stars

Do you
Do you
Do you
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